I've Been There Before

The passage led to the lift. With great fear, it seemed the passage was covered by nails.

Grace silently followed Kirk.

The lift was ahead of them. Kirk stopped for a second and gestured Grace to go ahead alone as if he was a gentleman. “Please, Miss Grace.”

“You…” Grace hesitated. She was not a warm-hearted girl, but she glanced over Kirk’s icy-cold face. “Don’t you come with me?”

“President only want to meet you.”

Kirk still grabbed Ruby’s arm in his hand. She hastily shouted as the lift door was about to close, “Grace! Grace! Please help me! I know you are too kind to leave me in the hell, right?”

Kirk annoyingly shot her a glare, and turned to Grace. “Miss Grace, you owe her nothing.”

There was no need to bother his president for the bitch.

Grace said before the door closed, “I know.”

I know I don’t owe her. I want to see the man I hate not for her.

Grace didn’t want to explain anything to anyone.

When the door opened again, she took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. He noticed her deathly-pale face reflected on the wall of the lift from the corner of her eyes.

Perhaps, in others’ opinion, she only came to beg a man she knew about for another, which was not a big deal.

But, in terms of Grace, it was much more painful… than kneeling on the ground.

“President Shaw, here I am.” For some reason, the lights in the hall were out, except some dimmed lights. On the cowhide sofa near the French window sat a man, his arm languidly laid on the armrest. Between his fingers, his smoking cigarette was snapped out.

She kind of flinched.

She instinctively moved backward.

In the meantime, there came a small laugh. “Have a seat.”

“…”

in the sofa pointed to

you’re not here to beg

slowly moved to

there just because

was

president, and I have to obey your

heard

Who?

The daughter of

propped his head against his arm laying on the armrest, his posture languid,

clock ticked away the seconds,

dim light, she couldn’t see his expression clearly. From time to time, she looked up into his

and she tilted her head up, saying, “President

he can say something

man languidly said, “I know, and I was waiting for you

his words…It turned out that the president was waiting

What a misunderstanding…so awkward.

didn’t know she was blushed scarlet, even her neck

her took in

there’s something burning inside

beg

His deep voice

you please let go

had hurt you before, and what you do just leaves her another chance to hurt you again.

in her eyes…Perfect daughter of family James?

the

suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at her…Did

me to release

my business if you want to be the Mother Maria, but how much can you pay for it?

you know your kneeling

replied hoarsely and